I wore a long wig for the Friday morning newscast, and got very favorable comments. Right now, though, I feel like I have a "shield of niceness" protecting me from anyone saying anything negative! No one can pick on me... I have cancer! While this wig felt comfortable, it was also a lot longer than I think is appropriate for someone my age (not gonna say right now) and I will likely have a couple of inches trimmed off the ends. I really want honest feedback, because that particular wig is $350.00. I don't want to buy it unless it's really great!
After brushing out several brushes full of hair Friday night, I shampooed and gently rubbed out several more hands full of hair in the shower Saturday morning. I thought a cat had gotten into the shower with me, but it was the huge pile of my formerly thick, wavy hair, tufted up in the drain! I heard I should blow it dry (very thin and some bald spots) before my husband and kids trimmed it down to about an inch long, then used clippers to give me a buzz cut to about 1/4 inch.
I'm surprised how many brown hairs are still there! And how soft and strange my head is right now! Some areas are a little tender, but there are quite a few hairs hanging in there, that don't want to fall out just yet. I've heard the second treatment can knock the rest out, but in the meantime it feels like I'm G.I. Jane! (Not so bad if I look like Demi Moore!) I have heard that this buzz cut can be emotional, but it was kind of fun for the family, and more of a bonding experience than a sad one. I snapped on a nylon cap, then put on a different, shorter wig (that drove me nuts) and headed to the mall for an interview on KBULL 93- for their radio telethon for the Huntsman Cancer Institute. Kent and the kids shopped, while I battled pokey bangs that made me feel like a bad American Girl doll.
The wig came off as soon as we got in the car, and the sun felt good on my naked scalp! The dork kids and hubby kinda like the new look, and can't keep from rubbing the soft stubble (that will soon be gone.) I like massaging lotion into my scalp instead of plastering hair spray on stiff hair! It is a little cold on the cotton pillow case...but like a fresh turn on a hot summer night...not so bad!
I decided to wear the long one Monday, but switched to the shorter one for Tuesday morning. LOVING, by the way, sleeping in until after 3 am!!! My shower this morning was less than 5 minutes long!!! And no blow dry styling for more than 20 minutes! I washed my head with a wash cloth, and didn't have to shave legs or pits, so Voila...done!
The shorter smooth style wig is sassy, but it was like a vice on my brain for the three hour broadcast. I decide to take it off with a few seconds left of the newscast...to show that I have an almost bald head...and to be real. Great feedback, and already, the folks at the station are getting used to seeing me with no hair! I still feel great, have good energy, and am gearing up for chemo treatment #2 this Friday!
I'm excited to have my awesome Dad here for Friday's treatment! Really, he and his wonderful wife have come every year for our twins' birthday on the 13th, and it timed out for the treatment. I hope he's okay...because he's 87...and was by my mom's side through several chemo treatments as she battled colon cancer (and lost) almost 18 years ago. I hope he is his positive, funny self, instead of having any negative flashbacks about mom. She was amazingly strong, and served as a state lawmaker in the Seattle area, while going through both of her bouts with chemo in the early 90's.
I hope I can be as strong as she was...in so many areas of my life. Her hair never came out completely, and I never saw her wear a wig. She loved some of those super-soft hats, surrounded herself with positive people, and grabbed naps in her office when she could. Smart lady...